Sensing the powerful aura emanating from Ying Zheng, Mo Hun's expression changed. "How do you possess such immense power?"
Despite being an enemy of the Qin Dynasty, he had also conducted in-depth research on it.
Although Ying Zheng was exceptionally talented, his cultivation was not comparable to that of many powerful figures. However, the aura he was currently displaying was something that no ordinary person could possess.
Seeing Mo Hun's shock, Ying Zheng said calmly, "Haven't I told you before, you don't understand the depth of Qin's strength?"
Hearing this, Mo Hun snorted coldly, "Who is stronger and who is weaker will only be known after they've clashed!"
He raised his cane and slammed it into the ground, and a star array appeared above him.
The black runes swirled, and the star array was filled with yin energy, accompanied by mournful cries and howls, creating a chilling atmosphere.
Mo Hun stared coldly at Ying Zheng, "Leave no one alive!"
As soon as the words were spoken, countless skeletons flew out from the star array. They held swords and blades, and powerful yin energy surged around them, making them a formidable undead legion.
As the army flew towards him, Ying Zheng stretched out one hand, and a powerful force gathered in his hand—it was the Tai'a Sword.
He gripped the Tai'a sword with one hand and swept it horizontally. A fierce sword intent swept out, its momentum as powerful as a golden dragon roaring out, unstoppable. Wherever the sword intent swept, the undead legion dissipated.
The undead army, which originally possessed the power to destroy the world, was instantly reduced to nothingness under Ying Zheng's strikes.
Seeing this, Mo Hun stared at Ying Zheng in disbelief, "How could he be so strong?!"
Having sensed Ying Zheng's aura just now, he wondered if Ying Zheng had encountered some extraordinary event, which was why he possessed such considerable cultivation.
But he never dared to imagine that his cultivation level could be so powerful.
Even so, Mo Hun showed no intention of stopping there. His gaze darkened, and he raised his cane high, causing several star arrays to appear simultaneously, surging with yin energy, as if some terrifying being was about to descend.
Seeing this, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, and he raised the Tai'a sword again and slashed down. The terrifying sword intent spread out and instantly shattered those star arrays.
These star arrays disappeared into the sword intent before they could even take effect.
Seeing this, Mo Hun stared wide-eyed at Ying Zheng, "What exactly did you go through?"
He couldn't understand how someone with mediocre cultivation could have such a formidable strength.
Ying Zheng looked at him calmly, "Since your foundation is lacking, then you should see what the Great Qin has to offer."
After speaking, he swung his greatsword again, and an incomparably powerful sword intent spread out, pressing down hard on Mo Hun.
This sword intent was incredibly powerful, its aura so strong that it tore the void apart wherever it moved, its unstoppable force like a giant dragon soaring forth.
Sensing the power of the sword intent, Mo Hun dared not be careless. His gaze darkened, and Yin energy surged around him, converging on the cane like black snakes.
Then Mo Hun raised his cane and slammed it into the ground, causing the Yin energy to surge into the void and form a huge star array.
Countless white bones flew out from the star array, forming a sinister shield that stood in front of Mo Hun.
Upon seeing this, Wang Jian's expression changed slightly. "The Yin Soul Shield, so it really exists?"
He had only heard of the Yin-Yang School's secret technique, and that it was a shield formed by thousands of Yin spirits, which was indestructible. Ordinary cultivators would not be able to break the shield, and even if they got close, they would probably be swallowed up by the powerful Yin energy.
Knowing how powerful the shield was, Wang Jian looked quite worried.
Although Ying Zheng is very strong now, he knows that the leader of the Yin-Yang School is no ordinary person.
The sword intent swept down, slashing fiercely at the shield, unleashing a surge of violent power that whipped up a gust of wind.
Under the impact of that sword intent, the Yin spirit began to tremble violently, with endless Yin energy surging to resist the sword intent.
The aftershocks of the clash between the two forces spread out, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly.
After a brief confrontation, the sword intent gradually dissipated, and although the Yin Soul Shield was also impacted, it still stood there.
Seeing this, Mo Hun looked at Ying Zheng with a smug expression, "It seems that the foundation of the Great Qin is nothing more than this."
Ying Zheng looked at him meaningfully, "Is that so?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the Yin Soul Shield.
Upon seeing this, Wang Jian was startled. "Your Majesty, be careful!"
He had long heard of the power of the Yin Soul Shield's Yin energy, and Ying Zheng's rash approach would inevitably result in injury.
Seeing this, Mo Hun smiled disdainfully, "Although he is good at planning, it seems that he is still far behind in terms of combat."
In his view, Ying Zheng's move was incredibly foolish, tantamount to suicide.
Ying Zheng moved very fast, and in an instant his figure appeared above the Yin Soul Shield.
As if sensing Ying Zheng's approach, countless Yin spirits on the Yin Soul Shield began to howl, their voices mournful and chilling.
The next instant, endless Yin energy surged towards Ying Zheng, like a huge pool of ink, almost swallowing up Ying Zheng's figure in an instant.
Upon seeing this, Wang Jian was startled, "Your Majesty!"
His gaze darkened, and he gripped his spear tightly, preparing to step forward to rescue her.
But before they could make a move, wisps of golden light began to emanate from the yin energy that enveloped Ying Zheng.
As cracks appeared in the yin energy, golden light exploded, instantly dispelling the surrounding yin energy.
Under the suppression of the powerful aura, the restless Yin energy on the Yin Soul Shield dared not react for a moment.
Upon seeing this, Mo Hun was utterly shocked, "How is this possible?!"
Ying Zheng stood above, raising his Tai'a sword high and slashing down with terrifying power, which roared down and pressed down on the Yin Soul Shield.
With a piercing cry, Tai'a slammed into the Yin Soul Shield, unleashing a violent aura that pounded against it.
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